Telling Lies, loving you

At that moment, she doubted whether she was adopted by Olivia or not.

How could she support her own daughter to feed other men? What the hell was going on? Or, Scott was so charming that Olivia thought it was her daughter's fortune to do so.

If it wasn't in danger, Michelle would have let go and run away without looking back.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Michelle had to put down Scott temporarily, and then went to get her phone.

"Someone is sick at home. Maybe..." It was from Walter. After hesitating for a while, Michelle answered the phone.

But before she could finish her words, Walter took it and said, "Is it okay?"

"Yes, just a fever." She looked up at the man lying on her bed.

After a morning, the fever had been gone. At noon, when Michelle went out from the kitchen to cook lunch, she saw Scott standing beside the table.

"How are you feeling? Do you feel better? "

She knew that getting sick was something that made her very uncomfortable, no matter for coldness or fever.

In the face of her concern, Scott's heart throbbed again. He looked at her, with his eyes full of love.

Embarrassed, Michelle turned her head away to avoid his fiery eyes.

"Let's eat."

Considering that Scott's hands were inconvenient, she pulled the chair closest to him.

"Where's aunt?" After they sat down, Scott found that there were only two sets of tableware on the table.

"My mother went back to her hometown." Michelle answered absentmindedly, without noticing the subtle change on Scott's face.

Since Olivia were not here, it were like two of them living in house?

In fact, Scott had already known that Olivia wanted to make a match of them. Now, Olivia did it on purpose.

In that case, it would be a waste of auntie's painstaking effort if he didn't treasure the time?

Poor Michelle was sold out by her mother.

After lunch, Michelle looked at Scott's hand and found that it was still red and swollen, which made her a little worried. She cleaned herself up and went out.

When she came back, she had a bottle of gold wounded medicine in her hand.

very effective. You can apply it to the wounded ankle for a week."

got married and there was always a man

for him and started to feel better. He wanted to kiss her until the end of the

help of his strength. Looking at

at

back was against the sofa and she could feel his hot chest in front of her. She tried to push

on his hand. Scott resisted the impulse to touch her cheek with his hand.

since her mother was not at home. For now, it was useless

and they could never

saw Scott's face. She looked like a

on her lips. She opened her eyes, stared at him and

was still kissing her without a looser, as if he was

did not refuse his kiss at all. She could have taken the opportunity to push him away, but she did not. Instead, she was responding to him.

him? ' At

world seemed to be sleeping, and every

something, but when he saw her response, he felt like a wild lion in his heart,

wildly and

want her, and only when she completely become mine will she belong to me forever, so

fact, he was trying hard to

moved her hand and tried to push him

wanted to stay with him

"Wyn..."

and his eyes opened. He looked coldly at the woman under him, and a wave of anger

big tree in the campus. He leaned her against the tree and kissed her on the lips. She

of tobacco entered her breath. Flustered, she slowly held his strong waist with her hand that fell beside

to let go is not each

saying a word. He slammed

she out of mind

clothes in a mess. She tidied up her clothes immediately.

fire which was burning hot. Even if she didn't need to look at herself in the mirror, she

Was it just because they had experienced the life and death?

couldn't

that she began to dislike love. But the more

hurt all over again in the

quiet in the house that she could even hear her heart beating so fast

the bathroom. While she sat on

Scott heard the sound in the

quilt and closed his eyes. Then he

in the evening, Scott went to the window and opened the curtain. At this time, there was a knock on the